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Love At First Sight

Author: Lady Aston
last update Last Updated: 2024-01-22 23:17:48

Her screams were the loudest never minding her tonsils to break or her voice to disappear at any time.

She believed that she was that 1 very special person among his 500 followers.

She didn’t mind the scorching heat of the sun, the pushing, and brawling with others just to see the famous superstar, Charles Adam.

She liked him very much!

Nah…

She loved him very much and she believed it was love at first sight.

Same as the others, she also had a very inspiring story of why she became his fan...

It started when she saw his huge billboard in the city's main square.

She was inside the bus at that time rushing to go home to pick up some of her mother’s clothes.

 It was not just ordinary clothes but for her mother’s funeral.

 It was the saddest part of her life.

Three years ago, she was summoned by her mother’s physician so, she immediately rushed to the hospital only to find out that her mother died just a minute before she arrived.

She’s too late!

Aggrieved, she broke down on the floor calling her mother repeatedly while countless sorrowful tears flowing her cheeks.

People passed, shook their heads, and looked at her pitifully.

Even though her biological father was still alive, he didn’t care for her and her mother.

Emily believed that her mother got terminally ill because of the stress she experienced from her shameless father.

Shed had long-time noticed that there was something off with his father but her mother never wanted to share any problems with her.

Emily quickly understood that her mother just wanted to protect her from any emotional breakdowns.

Growing up, she felt her father had another woman but then it was always just her doubts because her mother was always good and gentle and never wanted her precious daughter to suffer.

Emily’s mother just wanted to keep the problem to herself and ended up crying alone in secret and eventually, got sick.

Mary Greyson was indeed a great martyr!

Eventually, Emily’s doubts came to an end.

When her mother was already bedridden, her shameless dad hurriedly brought his woman, and to Emily’s shock, he also brought another child at her same age.

It was indeed frustrating!

 At that moment, Emily hated her father so much.

She cursed her dad for being so shameless because their house was her grandma's and not him.

She died a long time ago.

Emily’s mom, her daughter took care of the house as an inheritance but it was named under Emily’s.

How dare her dad bring his other family to live with them?

Emily wanted to throw them outside but then, her father was tough too.

He stood with them like a strong wall protecting his other woman and his other daughter.

Emily’s mother was aware of this but then she was too weak to complain or protect Emily.

She just cried again in silence.

For Emily, the home with good and happy memories suddenly became a shallow hell.

She never wanted to stay with those wicked strangers under the same roof.

“Be good, Emily. Your mother will leave us soon so, consider Claudette as your new mother. Okay? I am just concerned about you and Nicole… she is a good daughter. Surely, she will also be a good sister if you will give her a chance…” His father’s audacity was too awful and disgusting for her.

Emily looked at her father’s eyes like she wanted to find his good soul but it was to no avail.

The father who was like a shelter to them in the past, who protected them and was willing to give his life for them.

That was long gone and it seemed this man in front of her was already hopeless.

She could not find even a single guilt in his eyes.

She hated him to the core!

“Dad, you are so shameless! This is Mother’s house. If you wanted to shelter them then not here. Buy your own house! Aside, how dare you bring those strangers here when mom is sick? Where's conscience, Dad!? Do you even have a heart!?” Emily could not contain her anger as she shouted along with her hateful heart and tears came out from the corner of her eyes.

“Pakkk!!!” After her words, a loud slap sound resonated in the room.

With a strong hand, her father hit her face just like that.

His eyes were very furious.

Emily was stunned.

The pain on her cheek was bearable but the pain in her heart was the worst.

It was the first time her father hit her.

For whom?

It was for Claudette and Nichole!

Driven with overwhelming hatred, she could not take the reason as she stood up planning to run away.

Emily didn’t want to see those two additional wicked women in her mom's house.

They already acted like they owned her grandma’s house.

Nichole is a bitch!

Her true colors were hidden over her demure mask.

Nichole always had a wicked smile on her like Nichole was showing off that she was better than her because their dad chose her and her mother.

Emily just wanted to scratch her face off and show Nichole’s bad nature.

“Emily! I am still talking to you!!!” Her father stood up and chased her but Emily never had a plan to listen.

She didn’t want to hear him anymore and she didn’t have a plan to turn around.

“Emily! Stop right away! If you don’t cooperate, then can you handle your mother’s medication expenses? You spoiled brat!” His father shouted angrily provoking and threatening her.

Hearing this, Emily quickly halted.

The 15-year-old Emily already realized the seriousness of her mother’s illness.

She needed a lot of money to sustain her medication.

She could only do less as she was still a student and still a minor.

With her underage status, no one will hire her for a job.

Once in her life, she suddenly felt defeat.

“Now, have you come to your senses?” His father strode toward her with full of mockery in his expression. Surely, he knew that Emily’s weakness was her mother.

Emily clenched his fists so hard unbothered from the intense pain in her palms.

She felt trapped in a dark deep abyss leaving her no other choice to escape from this unfortunate situation.

“If you want your mother to still live a little bit longer, you will not give me a problem. Okay?” Otherwise, don’t blame me for being a bad father!” He said sarcastically tapping Emily’s shoulder twice.

This man had no single hint of sympathy to his wife!

Even his company was put up by Emily’s grandmother.

Eventually, Mary Greyson handed it to her husband.

In short, all the fortune he had now came from Emily's mother.

“But she is your wife!” With her warm tears, rolling down her cheeks, Emily refuted disheartened.

She really couldn’t understand why her father changed into such an evil one so quickly.

Upon, hearing her words, George Greyson smirked mockingly before he answered. “I don’t love her anymore. My love for your mother had long gone.”

“But why? She gave you everything! She took care of us, our family.” Emily was sobbing asking him to have a clear picture of what had gone wrong in her family.

She was full of sympathy for her loving mother as she didn’t deserve what her shameless father did to her.

“I am not happy with her anymore. I am happy with Claudette. She gives me a lot of things that your mother couldn’t give.” He answered directly without any single guilt in his eyes. “In the right time, you will understand.” With that, he strode away leaving Emily in tears.

There was no hope for her father.

She didn’t need the right time to understand what he meant.

He chose lust over love!

Claudette will never be her mother.

Like her daughter, she had a wicked attitude.

 Arrogant, manipulative, and a drama queen!

Emily felt her world crumbled.

She was so down and felt so alone as her mother was in the hospital fighting for her life.

She had no choice but to let the two wicked strangers live in her grandma’s house and act like they owned the house and she as their slave.

After 3 years…

Her mother finally put her suffering to an end.

The only thing she had left her was grandma’s house and her mother’s last words of wisdom.

“Be strong Emily. Be very strong, Emily. Love, Laugh, and Shine in your own little way. You are my precious diamond. Be happy even without me.”

Remembering her mom’s words, Emily uttered a few words in the air while inside the bus. The pain inside her heart caused by her dad and her mother's death was unwavering.

“Mom, how can I be happy without you?” Along with her painful tears, she leaned her head on the glass window until a screeching sound was heard and the bus wiggled abruptly.

“Shit!” The driver screamed as they were about to hit the post due to another’s car's reckless driving. Hopefully, their driver managed to stop on time but when he started the engine again, it didn’t work.

Shortly, all the passengers needed to find another transportation.

How unlucky!

Emily sighed heavily while walking on the sidewalk.

Her steps were heavy as her heart was in deep sorrow.

She missed her mom already and now, she was gone.

She could not take it as she cried walking like a lost puppy.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

It was her dad.

She answered sobbing but the caller was not so sensitive about her.

She had no one in this sorrow not even her dad.

He didn’t mourn.

“Emily, you need to get out of this house now. Claudette threatened me that if you continued to live here, they would leave. So, I don’t have a choice. You need to come back, pack your things and leave!” That is her dad commanding her to leave and then hang up.

The man just kicked her out of her grandma’s house right after the death of her mother.

Surely, he is aware of her mother’s death but he seems to be unbothered.

He didn’t care for her mother at all.

Emily’s heart was completely shattered.

She was going to hold her mother’s funeral alone not only that after, she didn't house to live in.

“Mom…” Full of tears, she muttered in the air.

Her lips were shivering as she sobbed along with the intense pain in her heart.

She felt all alone and thirsty for her mother’s presence and tender love.

Along with her sorrows, here came the rain.

Emily felt the water drenched her soul still she had no plan to find any shelter.

Her tears and raindrops collided.

She cried so hard, calling her mom screaming letting out all her voice hoping that her mom could hear her from heaven and be back to life for her.

Her life was so pitiful!

Emily was so lost and didn’t know what to do or where to go.

She just wanted to be beside her mom!

She let out all her anxiety and pain by crying in the rain until the rain completely vanished.

She was drenched all over and she felt very cold inside but she didn’t care.

Maybe if she got sick, then maybe it was better.

Besides, no one will care!

She just wished to follow her mother in another world perhaps it was happier there with her mom.

Wet and cold, she sat on the sidewalk hopelessly looking at the dark sky.

“What?! What are you looking at? Are you laughing at me too!?” Then she suddenly voiced out like she had completely lost her mind.

Emily found herself talking to a handsome young guy on a huge lit billboard.

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